The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1887-06-09

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heath unfed Of stream, unsheltered by
overarching treei Has God turned us
out on the barren common to die? Oh,
mol no mol He has not. He comes with
sympathy and kindness and love. He
understands all our grief. He sees the
height, and the depth, and the length, and
the breadth Of it. He is the only one that
can fully sympathize. Go and tell
Jesus.
Sometimes, when we have trouble, we
go to our friends and we explain it, and
| they try to syInpa thize; but they do not
/ unders tand it. They can not understand
it, But Christ sees all over it and all
through it. He not only counts the tears
and records the groans, but before the
tears started, before the groans began,
Christ saw the inmost hiding place of
| your sorrow; and he takes it, and he
/ weighs it, and he measures it, and he
pities 1t with an all-absorbing pity. Bone
of our bone Flesh of our flesh Heart
OF our heart. Sorrow Of our sorrow.
As long as he remembers Lazarus grave
he will stand by you in the cemetery. As
long as he remembers his own heartbreak
he will stand by you in the laceration Of
footsore way, the sleepless nights the
weary body, the exhausted mind. the aw.
full cross, the solemn grave, then he will
forget you, but not until then.
Often when we were in trouble we sent
for our friends; but they were far away,
they could not get to US. We wrote to
them: Come right away" or tele-
graphed: ssTake the next train.n
They came at last, yet were a great
while in coming. or perhaps were too lite.
But Christ is always near-before you,
behind you, within you. No mother
ever threw her arms around her
child with such warmth and
ecstasy Of affection as Christ has shown
towards you. Close at hand-nearer tina n
the staff upon which you lean, nearer
than the cup you put to your lip, nearer
than the handkerchief with which you
wipe away your tears-I preach him as
an ever-present, all-sympathlzing, COM
| passionate Jesus. How can you stay
away one moment from him with your
griefsa Go now. Go and tell Jesus.
It is often that our friends have no
power to relieve us. They would very
much like to do it; but they can not dis
entangle our finances; they can not cure
our sickness and raise our dead; but
glory be to Goi that he to whom the dis.
ciples went has all power In heaven and
on earth, and at our call he will balk our
calamities, and, at just the right time, in
the presence OF an applauding earth, and
q resounding heaven, will raise our dead.
He will do it. He is mightier than Her d.
He is sw fter than the storm. He is
grander than the sea. He is vaster than
eternity. And every sword of Gods
omn' potence will leap from its scabbard,
and all the resources Of ininity be ex-
hausted, rather than that Gods child shall
not be delivered when he cries to Him for
| rescue.
Suppose your child was in trouble; how
much would you endure to get him outa
you would go through any hardship. You
would say:
81 don't care what it wi cost. 1 must
get him out of that trou ble.',
Do you think God is not SO good a father
as yous Seeing you are in trouble, and
having all power, will He not stretch out
His arm and deliver youa He will He is
mighty to save. He can level the noun.
tain and divide the sea, and can
extinguish the fire and save the
soul Not dim of eye, not weak of arm,
not feeble of resources, but with all eter-
nifty and the universe at his feet. Go and
tell Jesus. Will youa Ye whose cheeks
are wet with the night-dew of the grave;
ye who can not look up; We whose hearts
are dried with the breath of a sirocco. in
the name of the religion OF Jesus Christ,
which lifts every burden, and wipes away
/ every tear, and delivers every captive,
and ightens every darkness, / implore
you now, go and tell Jesus.
A little child went with her father,
sea-captain, to sea, and when the first
storm came the little child was very
much frightened, and in the night rushed
out Of the cabin and said:
| Where is fathera Where is fatherso
Then they told her: .Father is ON
deck, guiding the vessel and watching the
storm. -
The little child Immediately returned to
her berth and said: ssIt's all right, for
| fathers on deck'
| Oh, ye who are tossed and driven in this
world, up by the mountains and down by
| the valleys, and at your wits end, I want
you to know the Lord God is guiding the
! ship. Your father is on deck. He will
| bring you through the darkness into the
harbor. Trust in the Lord. Go and tell
Jesus. Let me say that, If you do not,
you will have no comfort here, and you
will forever be an outcast and wan
| derer. Your death will be q sorrow.
| Your eternity will be a disaster
But IL you go to him for pardon and
! sympathy, all is well. Every thing will
| brighten up, and joy will come to thy
heart and sorrow will depart; your sins
will be forgiven and your foot will touch
the upward path; and the shining mes
sengers that report above what is done
here will tellit until the great arches of
God resound with the glad tidings, if nc ",
with contrition and full trustfulnesr Of
| soul, you viii only go and tell Jesus.
| But am oppressed, when look over
| this audience, at the prospect that some
may not take this counsel and go away I'M
blessed. can not help asking what will
be the destiny Of these peoplel So never
care whether 1t comes into the text or not /;
| never leave my place on this platf orm
without telling them that now is the ac-
cepted time, and to some, perhaps, the last
/ time.
Xerxes looked of on his army. There
We're two million men-perhaps the finest
/ army ever marshaled. Xerxes rode along
the lines, reviewed them, came back,
stood on some high point, looked of upon
the two million men, and burst into tears.
At that moment, when every one supposed
he would be in the greatest exultation, he
broke down in grief They asked him why